Me: Look what Chris sent me.
Nell: No more puppies.
Me: It’s a photo of Dave and Harriet and all their siblings waiting to see us five years ago.
Nell: By us you don’t mean me. I wasn’t included.
Me: We couldn’t take you, Nell. The puppies were too small.
Nell: I’m their aunt.
Me: Anyway, look at Dave and Harriet sitting together. Even then they were inseparable. Isn’t that adorable?
Nell: Yes, and rather apt considering what happened yesterday at Sunday Songs.
Me: I know. When Jim knelt down on bended paw we all held our breath.
Nell: I knew it was coming, of course. Jim asked me for my blessing the day before.
Me: You never said.
Nell: It was not my news to share.
Me: Harriet shouted ‘Yes’ to the world. She was so happy.
Nell: Jim said he’d been planning to ask her when she lost her voice and he didn’t think the time was right.
Me: True.
Nell: So he waited until she got it back and he and Rita created a musical proposal.
Me: The llamas certainly threw themselves into it.
Nell: Literally. What have cartwheels got to do with a proposal?
Me: Cartwheels mean happiness to llamas.
Nell: I suppose so.
Me: Both puppies are engaged. This is so exciting.
Nell: It is.
Me: Do you think they will have a double wedding?
Nell: It is a distinct possibility but we need to let them decide.
Me: We could suggest it to them?
Nell: The Cat already has.
Me: And?
Nell: And never you mind and wait and see.
Me: I hate waiting.
Nell: Let’s just enjoy the fact that Dave and Harriet have both found the love of their lives. It is what I’ve always wanted for them.
Me: You’re right. Sorry.
